breoaigit | Work

The department chair came to 'chat' with me today. She went on at great length about why the cutbacks were happening, and that it wasn't her fault, and that I should be in her shoes for just one minute. I very tentatively offered the opinion that I felt the changes may not be fair to the staff, and then listened to another ten minutes of why I'm wrong and should change my mind.

I also, to prepare for my upcoming performance review, have to write what I feel is my function in my position, what takes up my time, and keep a meticulous log of what I do from now on, and at what times. Also, what are my concerns and needs.

Maybe I'm overreacting, but right now I'm terrified and unhappy. Concerns and needs? My own opinions. Oooh, no. Everything is fine and dandy, lovely, and beautiful. It was already made abundently clear how worthwhile my opinions are.

Sorry for more work rant, I am. I'm rereading the last few days, and I' ve been bitter. Not nice for anyone to read, and I'm sorry. I'll try to be better.

Good thing: Dean decided I wasn't feeling well, so I didn't need to cook last night and should order pizza.